A group of dervishes sat cross-legged on the ground.

Wang Zai, Niu Tianzong, and Shen Luofu were also sitting cross-legged, but they were not as serious.

Who is that evil cultivator?

What happened to Kurosawa?

Are there any dangers in the secret realm?

The three of them didn't know anything, and their worries and boredom were intertwined, so they almost took out a deck of playing cards and played two.

Suddenly, a glimmer of brilliance emerged.

All the dervishes opened their closed eyes in an instant.

Thirteen pairs of bright eyes watched without blinking, and the halo gradually spread around.

If it is an evil cultivator, it will be dealt a blow by them.

The bored trio suddenly stood up. Never stop meditating in your heart.

Kurosawa, don't get an accident!

The halo gradually dissipated, and hundreds of people appeared in the circle formed by the small pits in the underground square.

With just one glance, he saw Nangong Fan standing side by side with Xiao Ran.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief. Stepped forward again and again.

"What about the bullshit?" asked the Shen Luofu in a deep voice.

"Of course, it was slaughtered by Ben Shao. Nangong Fan put his hands on his waist and said angrily.

"Oh, it looks like a little scum, what's going on inside? You've got a lot of benefits, haven't you?" Shen Luofu's eyes were extremely complicated, and his heart was filled with a faint sadness.

I have been thinking about things for eight years, but I haven't caught any hair.

Niu Tianzong is much more direct than Shen Luofu, looking around Nangong Fandong and looking west, he breathed a sigh of relief after a while.

As long as the person is okay!

But Niu Tianzong is not a person who is good at expression, and he silently shrank back.

Nangong Fan watched Niu Tian shrink back, thinking about what Xiao Ran said, it was this guy who came to pull them forward at full speed, and they would get here so quickly.

This guy is such a good bodyguard.

Really did a promise that weighed a thousand pounds.

For the first time, Nangong Fan felt like a friend to Niu Tianzong.

"What good do I get, it's your business?" Nangong Fan rolled his eyes, "That evil cultivator is a consummation, is it good, if you meet Bao Zhun is not his opponent." ”

"Nima's fart!" Shen Luofu is no longer in order, and what he cultivates is also a practice that is difficult to find in this world. It was taught by Hei Yuqing himself.

The combat power is only stronger than the old qualification of Hu Teng, and he dares to underestimate him.

"Good fellow, I think you're in arrears. Shen Luofu stretched out his arms, remembering that Nangong Fan had beaten his handsome face, and evil anger surged.

Shen Luofu moved, and with a slap mixed with the general trend of heaven and earth, he slapped straight at Nangong Fan's face.

"Hmm!" Nangong Fan punched out, and the whole earth seemed to tremble, and he easily blocked it.

"Huh, come again!" a white light appeared in the palm of the sinking man, and the underground square suddenly felt a little chilly.

Nangong Fan grinned greatly, and the fist that was still in front of him contracted slightly, and the golden light flickered, and it burst out again.

There is a great momentum to destroy everything.

"Good fellow, broke through again?" Shen Luofu withdrew his somewhat sour palm and gently rubbed it twice.

"I didn't break through, but my strength grew a little bit. Nangong Fan was proud.

"Tsk, this progress has made no one live. Wang Zai sighed, every time he didn't see this guy, his strength seemed to increase by leaps and bounds.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will take less than a year to soar, right?

Others are still struggling to retain spiritual power in their bodies at the age of twenty.

This guy is good, catching up with the older generation, as simple as eating and drinking.

The characters of their uncles seem to be about to become a thing of the past?

"What's the situation in the secret realm? It's hard to start with the evil cultivation before, but now this seat doesn't have so many worries. A voice came from inside the dervish who stood up.

There are many secret realms in the Starry Sky Realm, and even for these people in the Upper Realm, it is a great creation.

No one can easily ignore the existence of a secret realm.

It's a pity that under many fiddlings, even those of the upper realm are rejected by this secret realm.

No one who does not have barbarian blood cannot enter!

"Amitabha. Master Qingming lowered his eyebrows and folded his hands.

In the face of great temptation, even his juniors will not listen to him.

A trip to the secret realm may change his life like Xiao Ran. Who can not blush?

The person who spoke out just saw Xiao Ran's changes, and his heart was itching.

Not all Buddhist monks are as untouched as Master Qingming, and they are dedicated to the Buddha.

In order to punish evil spirits, Master Qingming can also persuade his companions in the style of Buddhism. Now there is no excuse for this, let go of the secret realm, even the sect has to blame.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Master Qingming swayed his body alone and went out of the cave.

Gone alone.

He was not a fellow traveler with these Buddhist monks.

The remaining thirteen ascetics, except for the one who spoke, all said, "Amitabha." ”

But only a slightly younger middle-aged dervish kept up with Master Qingming's pace.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Nangong Fan looked at the back of Master Guangyu, who was not impressed by him, and the Buddha's light seemed to be more brilliant.

What is a Buddha?

It's like what a demon is.

It's just a road. Some people have taken a different path in the process of choosing again and again.

Is it grandeur or darkness?

Twelve ascetics, Nangong Fan can call out his Buddha name, and there is a touch of weirdness in his eyes, is this the Buddha?

He has always admired these ascetics who abandoned the world's incense, money and temptations to go to the forbidden area of life to temper their bodies.

After all, it was a mistake.

Only Qingming and Guangyu are worthy of his admiration.

"What's going on? ”

The underground square, which had suddenly quieted down, was broken by a loud scolding.

Everyone is looking to see who is so bold.

Nangong Fan had already come out of the crowd, standing in front of the barbarians, and smiled faintly.

"Is this an dervishe? It's funny!"

"You are like this, you will only get farther and farther away from Master Qingming. ”

"Poor thing! The Dharma is not refined, so you can only do something embarrassing. ”

"Why don't you go back and wash and sleep? I'm ashamed of you. ”

On the way out, Nangong Fan's mouth kept talking like a machine gun.

If words could kill people, maybe they could actually shoot twelve dervishes alive.

Nangong Fan, whose physique has reached perfection, has a better understanding of the heaven and earth of this starry sky realm.

The power of heaven and earth shrouded the ascetics in front of them, and their power that would have been enough to destroy the sky was slashed by them, and they weakened it to perfection.

Just as Nangong Fan didn't dare to guarantee where the pole of perfection was, they didn't dare to guarantee whether that tiny strength was perfection. can only be cut again and again, and being able to maintain the strength of Hu Teng can be regarded as relatively accurate in controlling himself.

At the beginning, the people in the ghost town also had to give face to the end of the day.

It's just that I'm afraid that when the fight starts, one negligence will break through the limit of this realm, and then it's over.

Soul Heaven has always been an ordinary consummation strength, and the same is true.

These people in the upper realm are fighting entirely on their own experience.

But when Nangong Fan also reached consummation, it was different. The moves he knew were all the corners and corners recorded in the Taoist scriptures, and although he hadn't practiced them perfectly, they weren't something that people who could only exert their ordinary perfection strength could easily crack them.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, even if they see the weakness, they don't have the strength to break it.

The most important thing is that Nangong Fan has a law to protect himself, just like Hei Yuqing, the law is in the third or fourth layer realm, even if the Tianjiao of the upper realm comes to the starry sky realm, he has to be hated.

On their side, there are as many as four or five strong people who can fight.

Although the gap is still huge, Nangong Fan still feels that there are some things that are not refreshing enough to hold back in his heart if he doesn't say it.

In this life, isn't what people want to be happy?

"Little one, it's none of your business. I am doing things in the Lei Yin Temple, and you Long Cheng can't interfere yet. The broad eyes of the first to speak shrank slightly, and there was not much fear.

There were eleven people in the same way around him, and twelve people were not too much of a problem to kill everyone present.

"Leiyin Temple?" Nangong Fan knew the name of the Buddhist sect forces in the holy weapon space for the first time, and his mouth cracked slightly, "Do you want to learn Leiyin Temple?" It seems that you haven't learned anything except a name?"

Except for Master Qingming, no one knew that Nangong Fan had a deep background.

Now that Master Qingming has left sadly, these ascetics have begun to let themselves go.

"Say it again, it's none of your business!" Guangshen knew that this kid had a good relationship with his uncle, and he didn't want to be offended too much, so he kept tolerating Nangong in all his ways.

But if Nangong Fan is too ignorant, he can't be blamed.

"It's none of my business? I also entered the secret realm and got benefits. You come to me to take it!" Nangong Fan grinned, "Come, win me, I will give you all the income of the secret realm." If you can't beat me, don't be so hard when you speak. ”

"Damn it!"

I can't bear it, I don't need to endure it anymore.

Guangshen was squeezed like this, and it was impossible to move it.

With a big bald head, he walked out of the ascetic.

During the action, the golden light flashed, and the Buddha light filled the sky.

Guangshen made a move, and simply stretched out his palm and grabbed Nangong Fan.

The palm of the hand becomes larger sharply in the air, and it seems that one hand can cover the sky and the sun.

Nangong Fan's eyes jumped, and the black dragon sword appeared in his hand, and before he could cut out a sword, a figure passed over him.

Niu Tianzhong!

This competent super thug threw a punch directly towards the huge palm.

Without too many bells and whistles, and after experiencing the battle with Soul Heaven, Niu Tianzong knew that to deal with these mysterious guys, he only needed to use his own strength to bombard, and too many moves would be the upper hand.

"That's what you do. ”

Guangshen's palm was pierced by Niu Tianzong's fist and turned into a cloud of smoke and dispersed.

"Alas, there is no way, who called us popular? Look at your senior brothers, no one will help you. Nangong Fan shrugged his shoulders and didn't care with a face full of indifference.

Niu Tianzong punched out and then retreated behind Nangong Fan, guarding around like his shadow, not leaving an inch.

Wang Zai and Shen Luofu glanced at each other, smiled bitterly, the bitterness dissipated, and the pride surged in their hearts.

With such a head, I only feel that I am twenty years younger all of a sudden, and I have returned to the bloody era when I saw injustice and roared, and it seems that the future days will never be lonely.

The two stepped out together and stood in front of the barbarians, sheltering them from the wind and rain.

The corners of Nangong Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the depth of the front that was gradually becoming solemn.

Among the ascetics, some people's eyes swayed, is it really worth it? With the strength of the four people in front of him, it is absolutely no problem to pull down three or two people before death.

Who will it be?

Is it worth fighting for a secret realm that can't be entered at all, and is obviously only useful to barbarians?

Some people already felt ashamed of the Dharma, but after Nangong Fan and them stood up, they were even more hesitant.

What is a Buddha?

Can they become Buddhas?

Is this the pursuit of a lifetime?

"What is a Buddha?" Nangong Fan shouted.

"Alas, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. With a light sigh, an ascetic shook off his robe and floated out of the cave, "I didn't expect that I would celebrate thousands of years of ascetic practice of Buddhism, and it would be better to think through the next life." What's mine, what's not mine, don't want it. ”

"Senior Brother Qingming, wait for me, I still want to be confined under your protection, this time it's not a hundred years, it's ten thousand years!"